Chapter One Hundred & Thirteen: What Are You?

Meanwhile that same night Peri had attended the fair with Meredith. They had not attended as their noble pseudonyms but as themselves. They had danced until their stomachs ached and had drank several skinfuls of ale until they lost count.

"We must find a place to spend the night," said Meredith in a slurry voice.

"That we must. Oh! Don't I feel a a a .... Hahaha,"

"Dearest friend you are very drunk," said Meredith pointing at her friend.

"Alas! I am but a little tipsy but now dear you are certainly very drunk. Why do you sway from side to side as you walk?" asked Peri.

"Sway? Your wings they flutter, they... Hahaha,"

"Do not laugh! I shall be burned, I shall be burned!" said Peri slightly alarmed in her drunken state.

"You shall be burned indeed! They shall call you a witch, hahaha,"

"Hahaha,"

"Come now, let us find a place to hide your pretty wings,"

"Or I shall just fly away, fly away, away, far, far, far,"